Is it jocose to think that
I could ask you not to
Dig a hole into me
Fight me
When I ask you for help
Fake dredging
Pretend sugar
Why
What for
Who are you really?
Emotional turmoil
Knowing you hurt me
When all I needed was help
My lord
Why do I help you
Why do I show up for a space
Where I feel disrespected
Unheard
Under appreciated
Pretend to catch me
Just to fall
Beneath the roots
No stability at all
Is there any escape
Will your ego rise up
To slap me in the face
Every time
Will you promise to do
What you didn’t before
And lie just to move on
Without having honor
Or accountability
Can you be a man
Of is it just a joke
Say whatever it takes to
Pass through the gates
Make excuses for your
Actions that do not
Match your words
Real care
Fake care
Where
Are you there
My soul is hungry
My heart is thirsty
You have drained me
Is it jocose to think that
I could ask you not to
Hurt me
Again
If you hurt me before
You will hurt me again
© GÄ
Poétique 